Supposedly, Hemingway once wrote a story in six words: "For sale: baby shoes, never worn." I'm no Hemingway, but I dig the idea of ultra-short stories.
I write them from time to time. You might like some. You can find me on Twitter at @dcwllms.

Sunday, January 15, 2017

1026. Majestic majesty

He stood on a mountain that couldn't have been seen by more than a dozen people.As nature unfolded all around him, a bull moose emerged from the forest, full majesty apparent in every step.Man and beast were at communion - one - when the moose farted.He did everything to concentrate on the moose's majesty but, hoo boy, that smell.